Free The Chosen Heir (The Bolles Dynasty Book 3) by Susie Warren Page A

possibly help with the golf resort or involve my father.”
    “The executive meeting tomorrow morning is at the golf resort. It is the focus at the moment of my executive team. Breen is a tangent. I’ve given them the money to continue for the next several months so we have some time. The resort, on the other hand, is at a crucial stage.”
    She stood up straighter. “You brought me in knowing who my father was?”
    William ran a hand through his hair. “No. It was a welcome coincidence. But you are seen as a marketing genius and I intended to get your help with the resort in addition to Breen. But now knowing that you could sway the locals or your father could, I’m keen to make use of that connection.”
    Panic wound its way through her body. She couldn’t allow him to systematically ruin everything she had built for herself. Going back would do that. It would bring up old resentments and paralyze her, preventing her from telling the truth. In this case, the truth was too painful. “I can’t do it, William. The resort holds so many negative memories for me. I wouldn’t be able to help even if I wanted to.”
    He met her gaze and his focus didn’t waver. She could feel the intensity of his stare to her core. “You will have to get over the past. You have the skills and expertise to move the project forward and I expect your full involvement.”
    Her body tightened. Involvement in the resort would in some ways tarnish the memories she had of her mother. She had promised her that she would move on and create a life for herself away from all the bad memories.
    “What are you so afraid of?” She refused to give William Bolles insight into her fears. He had no right to dig so deep.
    Her voice sounded fragile and unsure. “I’ll speak with my father, but I doubt you will get the outcome that you are expecting.”
    He held his hand up towards the house. “Let’s go in for dinner. Mrs. Blake makes an amazing fish chowder.”
    How was she going to survive this? William would have her father hanging on his every word and looking for encouragement. If she wasn’t careful, her father would volunteer to spend his entire day helping out. Maybe he would feel vindicated in some way.  
    Or would it totally destroy him to see someone else succeed where he failed?
    Bridget wasn’t sure, but either way, she knew nothing could change the past.

     

Chapter 6

    Bridget waited for William outside her flat in the early morning. Commuters were rushing to their destinations and school children walked by with their friends. She had chosen the furnished flat based on the closeness to the Breen Hat Company. She hadn’t considered that she would need to purchase a car, as the Donne Manor Hotel and Golf Resort was completely inaccessible by public transportation.
    She had called her father last night, and he seemed overjoyed that her new boss was the owner of the golf resort and happily agreed to meet for coffee later in the morning. At least he was happy. But how would she keep a reasonable distance between William and her father? She needed her work life to be completely separate from her family life.  
    Rehearsing in her mind the questions she would ask, she tried to focus on the meeting ahead. What did William expect of her? She understood the fashion world. Marketing was focused on the consumer and she had no knowledge of the hospitality industry or golf venues. How could she possibly be helpful?
    She was probably overdressed. She wore a black Burberry skirt with a fitted white pressed shirt and metallic pumps. She had packed her luggage with fashion pieces meticulously collected from all of the sample sales she had frequented. She expected to be at Breen, not a golf course.
    William double-parked his Land Rover and got out to open the door for her. He looked incredible in dark jeans and a bright orange racing jersey. His hair was neatly gelled and he wore reflective sunglasses.
    “Ready to face the past?”
    She climbed in and